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Chapter two thousand one hundred and sixty-ninth: The Big Dipper Region is very chaotic!

But after talking about the Wei River, it is the territory of the Beidou Domain.

There are many hills in the Nandou Realm and many mountains in the Beidou Realm. Since there are more mountains, there will be more sects and sects in nature.

Because the people in the Beidou Domain are more powerful than the Nandou Domain, these sects and sects are openly sects, but secretly they are just bandit nests with monks and knowledgeable practice.

They are all the masters who bully the weak and fear the strong, and pluck their hair by the geese.

In the past, bandits from all walks of life were at most like dry and cutting paths. They read a conversation like "I opened this mountain and I planted this tree. I have to pass here and leave behind to buy wealth." They rob the merchants who come and go, bully the people.

But now, these bandit dens in the Beidou Domain are keeping pace with the times. Not only the people on the mountain but also the people on the ground are going to rob, but even the monks flying in the sky dare to rob!

Especially those casual cultivators who have no support, no sects, and are all over the world. They are simply these sects and sects, no, these high-level bandits have yellow gold bags and fat sheep in their eyes!

For example, the casual cultivator named Gu Feng in front of him, who had been sifted through Weishui all the way through many villages like sieves.

The first one is to rob a few decent immortal weapons. When you arrive in the Heifeng Village near the Holy Land of Tianquan, you can only choose whether to rob your underwear or rob your outerwear.

Finally, I felt that this guy was so miserable and had no oil to make. The boss of Heifeng Village waved his hand and only snatched his robe that looked pretty good, leaving him a close-fitting underwear, which preserved the last dignity of the casual cultivator.

So, when Gu Feng rode his sword across Heifeng Village, he was still dressed neatly and had his feet on the flying sword. When he left Heifeng Village, he had become an image of a down-and-out monk with no clothes. Apart from a flying sword that refines the master with blood, he was a depressed monk with no body.

This is a kind heart and compassionate heart.

Otherwise, this group of robber monks from Heifeng Village could remove all their underwear for Gu Feng.

When we arrived at a dense forest hundreds of miles away from Heifeng Village, a figure came from the rainbow and crossed the sky beside Gu Feng.

It was a young monk wearing a black brocade robe and a purple gold and glazed crown. He glanced at Gu Feng and almost laughed out loud.

"You are the casual cultivator named Gu Feng who made an appointment with me before and asked me to take you through the Holy Land of Tianquan?"

"You are so poor that you only have a pair of shorts left. What money do you give me as a guide fee?"

The young monk in the brocade robe sneered, "Just like you, I don't want it either!"

He was about to ridicule and sarcastically...

A flying sword that came out from somewhere was straight on his neck.

The cold light was so cold that it had never touched the skin, and it felt the coldness invading the bones, making people shudder.

I saw the young casual cultivator who was clearly stripped away and was left with only underwear, holding a sword from the air and never speaking.

You know, this young monk in brocade robe is not a good person. He is very famous for his thorns near the Holy Land of Tianquan. He is also very hot and has good strength...

But just now, he didn't even see clearly when the other party drew his sword and how he drew his sword. The flying sword emerged and blocked his neck.

If he hadn't been able to stop his feet, his neck would have hit the flying sword directly.

The young monk in brocade robe was stunned and then said hideously: "Boy, are you terrible?"

"You, the foreign young man, dare you to hit me, Hou Chonghu's abacus?"

"Do you know who my uncle is?"

The monk looked calm and didn't speak. He just held the flying sword from the air and looked at the young monk in the brocade robe.

The monk seemed to feel he was being looked down upon, and he immediately smiled and said, "I'll scare you to death when I say it!"

"Have you heard of the Tiantao Alliance? I specialize in killing and robbing people. My uncle is the Xuanwu envoy in charge of the entire Beidou Domain!"

Seeing that the foreign monk who was stripped of a slut was still unmoved, he said sternly: "You dare to touch a hair of my hair, try it, keep it, let the heads of the nine clans of your family fall to the ground, and no one is left!"

After the monk Jinyi said that, the fairy sword hanging around his neck remained motionless.

He was a little panicked on his face, but he was still a tough guy: "Are you... looking for death? Don't you understand human words?"

The monk in the underwear said lightly: "Your uncle broke one of his arms and was too busy to take care of himself. Will he still care about you?"

After a word fell, the monk in Jinyi immediately showed a ghost expression.

You know, he is not the nephew of the Xuanwu envoy at all. He knows that the Xuanwu envoy was assassinated through a brother who was on duty at the branch of the Tianshu Alliance. It is the most core and most confidential secret...

How could the casual cultivator in front of him know?

Could it be...

But it’s not right. If this guy was a master, why would he be stripped out of Heifeng Village?

The group of black-haired snatchers in Heifeng Village is not as strong as his...

This doesn't make sense!

Before he could react, the monk wearing a wardrobe said coldly: "Don't have so much nonsense..."

"I don't like others asking too many meaningless questions."

"I always lose one's sword to the people I don't like, and it's all over again and it's clean."

The monk in Jinyi was stunned at once, and he quickly surrendered and said, "Big... Great Immortal, everyone is a fellow disciple, look..."

The monk insulted insult said coldly: "Take me through the Holy Land of Heavenly Quan, this flying sword is your reward!"

"If you talk nonsense, I will have to cut you with one sword and find another guide!"

He smiled coldly and said, "Your property should be enough to pay a guide!"

Hearing this, Hou Chonghu, a monk in the brocade clothes, quickly surrendered.

"Daxian, I don't want your guide's money anymore. I'll take you through the Holy Land of Heavenly Quan!"

He didn't know that he had just finished speaking. The flying sword had stabbed straight into his arms. Before Hou Chonghu could react, the flying sword that should have stabbed his chest suddenly fell straight in front of his chest and fell steadily in his hands.

Hou Chonghu was still in shock, and the man said, "You do what you do and take whatever you want, but I advise you to ask less nonsense and talk less nonsense..."

"Beware of your dog's life!"

In the next three days, Hou Chonghu felt like he was in a nightmare.

Once he talks too much and wants to ask something, the flying sword will fly up like a poisonous snake.

He even left a few deep and shallow wounds on him, which was considered a minor punishment.

He and this strange casual cultivator disguised as an outer disciple of the Tianquan Holy Land. The plan was to pass through the middle of the holy land and try to take a straight path so that they could leave the sphere of influence of the Tianquan Holy Land in three days.

If you take a detour, it will take twelve days even if you fly in the air.

After all, it is one of the few four holy places in the Beidou Realm.

Even though he was beaten to pieces on the battlefield, the lean camel was bigger than a horse, and the Tianquan Holy Land still had almost the largest area among the four holy lands.

What's even more terrible is that most of the territory is wrapped in holy buildings, including the best fairy fields and many big cities, all within holy buildings.

In these big cities, only the disciples of Tianquan Holy Land and some merchants who have obtained the license have the right to operate, which makes a lot of money.

As for other businessmen and chambers of commerce in other holy places, most of them are only jealous.

The aspect of the development of economy and trade is that strictly speaking, there is no Benshan in the Holy Land of Tianquan, because its Benshan is the Holy Land, and the Holy Land is Benshan.

Therefore, if you want to go to business in the territory of Tianquan Holy Land or pass through the territory of Tianquan Holy Land as soon as possible, you must pass through the holy land, otherwise it will take several times more time to detour.

So a black industrial chain was born.

In their own words, it is called a guide.

To put it bluntly, it is the scalper in modern society.

Rewards vary in amounts depending on the time the customer needs to stay and the difficulty of the action.

As for the price, I naturally negotiated it with the customer.

If you encounter a fat sheep, it will not be less profitable than the bandits and monks who cut the path from the ground to the sky.

However, if you want to do this business, the most basic thing is to have a suit of the Tianquan Holy Land. From clothes, standard fairy swords, to identity jade tablets, you can't get any one of them out of the way, one piece is missing, or something is wrong, and you will be immediately taken down by a spy who treats it as a hostile holy land.

Even when passing through some important levels, you need to know the code words for on-duty on that day.

This is the ability of those who are capable to see the ability, and those who are wise to see the wisdom.

However, most "scalpers" choose to bypass these nails that require code words to pass through. They would rather take a detour, but it is safe!

Originally, this was such a good business, and it was so comfortable that it was no longer as much as being a bandit monk.

But now Hou Chonghu also feels that life is getting worse.

"His grandma, do you see the boys in front of you?"

While walking, Hou Chonghu couldn't help but whisper to the mysterious wandering cultivator beside him: "I know Lao Huang, who leads the way. The newcomer has just got a few outfits and has brought three people to pass the test in one go... He is so arrogant!"

"If it were me, just steal it out to them, and Lao Huang would be in trouble!"

The mysterious cultivator smiled faintly and said coldly: "You just report him, it's normal for fellow travelers to be enemies."

But Hou Chonghu, who was still indignant just now, suddenly became depressed.

"What are you suing? I'm going to sue you... My identity is also fake!"

"The thief shouts to catch the thief!"

He couldn't help but mutter, "The outfits on you and I are all hundreds of top-quality spiritual crystals bought from the demon master who killed the disciples of the Tianquan Holy Land... How difficult it is!"

"It's time to go. Tianquan Holy Land was beaten up by the coalition forces of Tianshu Holy Land and Tianxuan Holy Land in Mangdang Mountain. It is said that thousands of people died..."

"Now the outfits of this outer disciple are all cabbage. At our price, we can buy a bunch of inner disciples!"

He sat on the bluestone plate and rested, unable to help but sighed, "Man's calculations are not as good as God's calculations, it's bad luck!"

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